Page 63 of Secret Baby Daddies
She pushed at me with her hands even as she spread her legs wider.
“I’m not yours. I’m not wet for you.”
I yanked her hands over her head and saw a rough branch sticking up a few feet away. I dragged her closer and hooked the belt over the branch so she couldn’t move her arms. Then I went for what I wanted. I knelt between her thighs and slapped that dripping pussy.
“If you don’t want this, don’t come. Don’t dare come on my cock.”
She gasped when I lined our bodies up and let out a wild scream when I slammed home. My dick head brushed her cervix on every deep thrust, bottoming out in her over and over again. I didn’t warm her up, didn’t take it easy. I fucked her. And whenthat wasn’t enough I yanked up her shirt and forced her bra down so her tits bounced free with each thrust.
I dropped my head and bit them. I sucked at them and even slapped them until her nipples were red and swollen. All the while she tried to fuck me from below. Her hips never stopped moving and the sounds she made were pornographic.
“Yes, sweetheart. This pussy is mine. I own it. Look at you, getting fucked in the dirt and mud. You can’t help it, can you? You just need my dick, don’t you? Tilt those hips, baby. Fuck yeah, just like that.”
Harley did as I told her and gasped. Her pussy pulsed around my cock, tightening even more. “Maddox!”
I growled and thrust hard. I needed more, though. I flipped her over onto her knees, being careful the belt didn’t tighten too much on her wrists. I thrust deep again, hitting the spot in her that made her scream. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and curled my body around hers.
“Do you always let the men who chase you down fuck you like this? Do you let them all ruin your cunt for any other man? Do you let them come so deep inside you that it leaks out for a week? Are you a little slut?”
Harley’s body tightened around mine and she cried out, her voice broken.
“Only you! I’m yours, Maddox. I’m your little slut.”
“You’re goddamn right.” I wrapped my arms around her, one across her chest and the other just over her sex, and then I took her harder and faster, driving both of us to our end. “Fuck, baby, you’re perfect. Come on my cock. Let me feel this pussy come all over me. Make a fucking mess, mark me with your come. I want to smell like you when we leave here, sweetheart. Fucking make me yours.”
I suddenly needed her hands free. I yanked the belt off and flipped her over again. I held her tight and let her take my weightas I rutted her. I was losing it, so close to shattering inside and out.
Harley, taking what I gave her and vibrating as her orgasm loomed closer. Her nails scored my back and she bit my lip when I kissed her, hard enough I tasted blood. I had her back off the ground, clutching her to my chest as I drilled into her. She threw her head back and screamed. Her orgasm wasn’t gentle. It fucking shook her, twisted her face like she was in pain, and those nails dug deep on either side of my spine. The force of it milked the come from my balls and I came with my own loud roar, filling my woman with my come until it leaked out and puddled in the dirt below us.
I emptied my balls, coming more than I ever had. My heart thudded so fast I wasn’t sure I wasn’t having a heart attack. My body went limp with the release and I had to force myself to roll off Harley to avoid crushing her. I couldn’t let her get too far away, though, so I pulled her half on top of me and held her tight.
“Fuck.” She still shook with aftershocks and panted, her breath warm against my chest. “Need you to hold me.”
I already had my arms around her but she corrected me by taking my hand and dragging it down to her core. She opened her legs for me to cup her and then squeezed them shut around my hand. My cock jumped but I ignored it.
“I made a mess of you, little one.”
She made a happy noise and kissed my chest.
“Can we do this again some time? When I can walk again.”
I leaned down to kiss the top of her head and squeezed her.
“It wasn’t too much for you?”
“Of course not, Mad. It was you. I want you in every way.” She grunted. “I think you cheated, though. You move like a ghost. How do you do that?”
“I was in the army. Did some special training.” I grunted when she reached down and squeezed my dick. “Jesus, Harley.”
She stroked me roughly until I was hard again and then she extracted herself from my hold. I thought she was going to ride me or suck me again but instead I watched as she grabbed her clothes.
“Hey! Where are you going?”
She smirked at me over her shoulder.
“You cheated. You deserve blue balls, jerk.”
I dropped my head back in the dirt and groaned.
